Wednesday, April 28, 2021

Beers & Books LXXVIII – Ian Rankin

"I don't have many friends.
It's not because I'm a misanthrope.
It's because I'm reserved. I'm self-contained.
I get all my adventures in my head
when I'm writing my books."

Ian Rankin *28 April 1960

Beers & Books LXXVII – Roberto Bolaño

Literature is a vast forest
and the masterpieces are the lakes,
the towering trees or strange trees,
the lovely eloquent flowers, the hidden caves,
but a forest is also made up of ordinary trees,
patches of grass, puddles,
clinging vines, mushrooms and little wildflowers.

Roberto Bolaño (28 April 1953 – 15 July 2003)

Beers & Books LXXVI – Terry Pratchett

Truthfully,
without over-egging it, as I often do,
the library and journalism,
those things made me who I am.

Terry Pratchett (28 April 1948 – 12 March 2015)

Sunday, April 25, 2021

Milva



Milva (17 July 1939 – 23 April 2021)

Saturday, April 24, 2021

Beers & Books LXXV – Anthony Trollope

Three hours a day
will produce as much as a man ought to write.

Anthony Trollope (24 April 1815 – 6 Dezember 1882)


Friday, April 23, 2021

Beers & Books LXXIV – Halldór Laxness

Love of, and respect for, the humble routine
of everyday life and its creatures
was the only moral commandment
which carried conviction when I was a child.

Halldór Laxness (23. April 1902 in Reykjavík – 8. Februar 1998)

Thursday, April 22, 2021

Beers & Books LXXIII– María Zambrano

“La palabra es libertad.”

The Intellectuals
in Spain's Drama

(written 1936/37)

 María Zambrano 22 April 1904 – 6 February 1991)

Beers & Books LXXII – Henry Fielding

"The prudence of the best heads
is often defeated
by the tenderness of the best hearts."

Henry Fielding (22 April 1707 – 8 October 1754)